i'll be honest- living alone and using empty peanut butter jars as drinking glasses kind of makes me feel like a Lost Boy. In a completely awesome way.
I will refrain from making any HBP comments in this post just in case there are any people on my flist who haven't seen it yet.
So, I live by myself now (well, I still live with Max). The only major changes are that I watch way more cartoons than horror movies now, I never close the bathroom door, and I burn through like an entire book every other
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I hate tequila, I hate sirens, I hate jealousy, I hate hangovers, I hate mystery wounds, I hate flourescent lighting, I hate being at work. All of these are related
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